#{threads:iris}

@takingitrougher

when the casting door opened, iris immediatel waved off kennedy. dark eyes watched the other walk out and then new form walk in. "cute, isn't he? quite the ass on them," iris aimed a smirk at the person who sat down in front of her. "an excellent planner as well. but she's busy with other clients in more than one way and i'm looking for someone who can do the same he can. if you catch my drift."

a quick, but deep breath. iris could handle this. she had made other squirm worse than jocelyn was currently doing to her. but it was so hard not to want to surrender to that look the other was giving her. “typically i’m in your position,” iris confessed with her tone still controlled, her smile twitching further up. “we could. but we could also wait here. maybe reach a...conclusion with what we started here. then go from there?” 

iris looked across the table at her boss with an intense gaze as the other casting department closed the door behind them. “are you keeping me here for reasons beyond just...work?” they had recently gotten involved and iris was doing her best to keep it hush. her face didn’t change, but her voice was soft, her legs uncrossing.

“you’re not the first person to be denied a job,” iris gave them a shrug. it wasn’t meant to sound cruel, not at all. being on set was high strung and cut throat. actors, directors, writers, best boys, grips, so much more. one hand ran through her hair and with that iris turned fully towards them. “you’re not going to get the job based on being here alone. you’re going to need to do more.”